Doomsday Wonderland

Spartan's words may be difficult to understand, but the facts in front of them clearly provide all the footnotes needed by Lin San.

When she was a child, her parents bought Lego blocks for her. She was sitting on the floor at that time, often playing for one afternoon. Scattered parts of various shapes can be combined, dispersed, or used in different corners—the same batch of parts can ultimately look different.

If the LEGO bricks are still limited, then the building in front of them seems to be free to cross all restrictions.

When Lin Sanjiu looked back, the long, wall-like high gate behind her was completely broken and cut into pieces; the land rose and fell between the iron gates, slowly moving and staggering. - She had just found a new order in the park where the headless flies were smashing, and the staggered paths and the scattered courtyards were quickly and regularly paved into blocks.

“It’s the same,” she murmured, feeling the smooth and steady movement of the iron gate at her feet: “The protection park I saw during the day was originally formed like this.”

"It can also form a thousand different structures and compositions," Spartan shrugged. "As long as you want it."

He has empty hands and no "baton", I don't know if it has already been collected.

"But you don't have the structure of the arsenal." Lin Sanjiu stared at the steel city in front of him. The reorganization of the protection park has already pushed them to the door of the arsenal. It’s just that she alone, I’m afraid I can’t find an exit in the conservation park after one night; there is no exit anywhere in this place, but anywhere can be an export – “Why? Can’t it be split?”

"Yes," Spartan took the lead and jumped from the iron gate. When both of them fell to the ground, he pointed to the front and smiled: "Look."

Lin San, who was still faintly worried about how to get in, suddenly found himself worried. The road opened unimpeded for two people. At the end of it, the side of the steel wall that straightened into the sky, at this time, opened a rectangular doorway near the ground.

It seems that someone had to open a door on this wall, and then forgot it; just step over it, Lin San wine went into the heavily guarded steel city - it was so simple to come in Really let her want to sigh.

The cold and hard arsenal was submerged by most of the details in the dark night; the distant faint yellow streetlights, dyed its vague outline, and the iron-grey straight lanes that protruded into the front. Even the lanes of the arsenal are cut out from the iron blocks, horizontal and vertical, without feelings.

"...but, the easy road will stop here." Spartan smiled at her, and the green eyes sparkled in the dark night. "The inside of the arsenal is always stationed. If the movement is a little bigger, it will be alarmed. Not to mention, I have not gotten the baton of this part."

"Hey? But that's on the wall..."

“Because that part is the 'boundary' shared with the conservation park, the entrance to the protection park can also create an entrance.” He seems unwilling to explain too much, just lifted his chin forward: “Next or not It's easy."

This "not easy", I am afraid not only refers to the fact that they both face the arsenal; Lin Sanjiu knows well.

. . . If that moment really comes, can she fight against Spartan with her fighting power?

Thinking of this, she waved her hand a little: "I haven't been easy this night, you let me take a break and start again."

Fortunately, the ground of this steel city is also paved with earth and stone bricks. She snorted and screamed a twisted hair from the card library. Under Spartan's straight eyes, she pulled out a few small groups and stuffed them into the gap between the stone bricks. in.

Compared with carefully keeping the remaining hair, this process is not too embarrassing.

After taking a clap, Lin Sanjiu moved away from the topic: "That... I want to ask you a question."

"You said."

"I have never asked you, what happened to you in the arsenal?" She frowned, remembering what the two brothers had told her. "Why are you a security minister, why do you have to sneak into it in the middle of the night?"

"It's not already." Spartan sat down beside her, and a wind mixed with a touch of fig and **** smell rushed. "I was a little curious about the increasingly close relationship between the arsenal and other twelve organizations in recent years... So I did some research."

"Oh, yes, you said that the twelve organizations have already realized the symbiosis...?"

"Yes, that's a conclusion I realized after the investigation." Sbaan smiled at her and the hair scattered in a mess. He smoothed the blonde into a short pony tail, and his look calmed and natural: "I saw something, and a few people. The next morning, I used the excuse to search for the puppet teacher and took the initiative to leave the arsenal. I want to leave after I left. Soon, they will probably find that the baton is gone."

"What did you see?" Lin Sanjiu could not help but ask.

"If the timing is right, maybe you can see it with your own eyes." Spartan did not answer, and took a long breath; the white breath dissipated in the darkness. "No matter what, it has nothing to do with our actions."

As soon as I mentioned this action, Lin Sanjiu was a little embarrassed.

"Although I dropped you," she whispered, wondering if this was an apology: "But that is for a reason... you are asking me for help, I am still planning to do it for you."

"I have no doubts."

According to the original plan, they should act separately after coming in. Lin Sanjiu sat on the ground for a while, feeling that his physical strength gradually recovered, but he couldn't say the word "go away" - it was the point of splitting the action, so she decided to sneak into it.

How to do?

She knew vaguely about what Spartan was going to do tonight; but she couldn't let him go. In case it is what she thinks...

In the end, Spartan broke the silence.

“Do you feel better?” he whispered. When he was so close, his voice would almost spread like smoke.

At this moment, Lin Sanjiu suddenly made up his mind.

"Okay." She looked at the straight lane ahead. "Where is your first goal?"

"Commander Tower." These words sound so soft and sweet, as if they can't get a trace of blood.

Lin Sanji closed his eyes and gave a sigh of relief. The commander of the arsenal did not care about her, so she could do whatever Spartan wanted; she paused and whispered, "I have to make a quick decision. How much fire can you attract me?"

The blond man smirked out of his lips in a low voice, and the warm breath captured the cold night.

"If you need it, the firepower in this steel city can fall on me."

"That - that would not be necessary," Lin Sanjiu waved his hand and immediately realized that this is his usual style of speaking. "Tell me where the Commander Tower is? I will rush to see you as soon as I succeed."

Spartan looked at her for a moment in the night when the light and shadow swayed, and suddenly sighed. When she thought he was going to oppose, he silently pointed out the direction for her.

I counted the things on my body - what people couldn't figure out was that after one night, her weapon bag was still on her back - Lin Sanjiu stood up and nodded to Spartan.

" Take care."

Without a superfluous word, the two turned and went in different directions; between the eyes, the figure of the blond man was completely melted into the night, and when she held her breath and listened, even a little wind in the distance caught the sound. Arrived.

She still remembers the road she had traveled in the last time, so she found the building and the ladder on its outer wall without any effort. With the last experience, she climbed silently along the ladder to climb the roof; and the technology re-applied the card to the roof locks. Obviously, the arsenal has not figured out how she dive last time. Incoming, and therefore did not put on a more effective defense.

When the door slid silently, Lin Sanjiu did not rush into it. Whether it is pure touch or [scanning in consciousness], it shows that the door is quiet, there is no sign of life. But she waited for a while, and then she walked in.

The researchers at the arsenal were all empty, and all the lights were dark. Only the skylights penetrated into the night and the stars, so that the interior of the cylindrical brass building was completely immersed in the darkness.

Lin Sanjiu entered the lifting box, and the low humming sound of the gears and the twisted belts echoed in the quiet building, almost shocked herself. She took out the flashlight and swept back and forth a few laps as she descended. When the night-old building was flashed by the flashlight, there seemed to be a strange strangeness.

The second time she came to the same door, she couldn't help but take a few deep breaths.

It was a headache on the way to the arsenal. I didn't expect it to be so easy to finish the task. Lin Sanjiu listened to the ear for a while, and said that it was not good whether Spartan started to start with the commander tower. This is a distance from the commander tower that spans more than half of the arsenal. Even if there is a fighting sound, I am afraid she I can't hear it through the brass wall.

She found the position of the door hinge by flashlight, and put the spike into the narrow gap; the upper and lower strokes, the hinge connecting the door and the wall were completely disconnected, which was easier than cutting the tofu. She grabbed the door frame, grabbed it before it slipped open and hit the wall, and slowly leaned it back, and then stepped in.

In the shadows, "scholars" composed of countless skeletons, pipes, and branches are standing silently in the center of the room, such as the fossils of the same prehistoric dinosaurs.